I have never seen this thing before. It is not only weird, but also scary.
Think about it, if a person is walking home at night and passes by a farmland, he sees a scarecrow on a stick swinging in the wind. A strong wind blows and he turns around, only to see a human face.
The air is humid, the light is dark, and the straw man hanging from the ceiling is swinging back and forth.
Xiaoxuan immediately covered her mouth to hold back from screaming.
Don't talk about me, Brother Yu also subconsciously took two steps back.
"Here... head, here! What the hell is this?" Dou Sprout stammered.
Rao, who was well-informed, raised his head and took two deep breaths. He looked up at the roof of the cave and said, "Based on the rumors in Tianguang Cave Village, it may be that Chen Meiqing."
"The person is already dead, it's okay."
"Wen Bin, find a way to put her down."
After he recovered, Brother Yu thought of a way.
Those bright yellow cloths and ropes became brittle after a long time, and they would break if you hit them hard with a sharp Luoyang shovel.
We helped with lighting, and Brother Yu inserted the Luoyang shovel into the straw man and slowly picked it out.
After it was done, we stood around and looked at it.
I saw that the straw man was wearing an old-fashioned Taoist priest's uniform. The clothes were embroidered with Bagua auspicious cloud patterns. The collar was opened very small and stuck tightly around his neck.
Only when I put it down and took a closer look did I see clearly that it was not just dry straw, but also rattan braiding. Teng braiding was used to fix the head and the straw body together.
It has been so long that the head has turned into white bones, the teeth are leaking out, and the eyes are two black holes.
We are looking at it, and it seems to be staring at us.
"Wait...d..."
"There seems to be something in the mouth."
He stretched out his head, groped for a while, and slowly took out something from the skull's mouth.
This is a white porcelain incense stick.
The Xianghe is covered with a lid, the glaze is as white as paper, and there are small sesame nails at the bottom. It is a first-class item. The Xiaoxianghe was made in white in the Northern Song Dynasty.
Open the Xianghe and find a pill of elixir wrapped in oil paper inside.
This elixir is not very round, it is dark black with a hint of gray, and looks like sheep excrement, which is a sheep dung egg.
"Is this an elixir made by a Taoist priest?
"Botou, what kind of medicine is this? Why is it hidden here?" I asked.
He looked at the pill carefully, shook his head and frowned, saying: "I don't know, we don't understand this thing, so we need to find someone to ask."
Douyazai whispered: "This woman's mouth is really big, she can even fit such a big piece of Xianghe into her mouth."
Brother Yu said: "That's not necessarily true. Maybe it was stuffed in by her apprentice after she died."
"Let's stop looking. This thing is so scary," Xiaoxuan said, somewhat resisting the straw man.
"Yunfeng, how many days have we been down?"
"This should be the third day. After tonight it will be the fourth day. What's wrong?"
He raised his head and frowned and said: "The place we are looking for is not here, it is Hu Cemetery. We need to speed up the progress. I am afraid that junior brother will come back suddenly."
We didn't find anything else here, so we took the incense and elixirs and followed the original path out.
Dou Sprout said that the pills have expired and should be thrown away as they are worthless.
He doesn't understand this.
Old elixirs, especially those made by famous Taoist priests, no matter whether they have expired or not, people are now willing to pay high prices to buy them. No matter what those rich people think, these things can indeed be sold for money.
I have heard that in the past few years, three Yushu Pills from the late Ming Dynasty were sold for more than 300,000 yuan, which together cost 100,000 yuan each.
I don’t know if you can ascend to heaven after eating it. Anyway, I decided to take this thing out and ask someone after I get out.
A few hours later.
"careful!"
Dou Sprout has quick eyes and quick hands. He supports Dou Sprout with his head to stand firm.
We walked to a slope with our bags on our backs.
This place is too slippery. Where there are underground rivers flowing through, there will be caves. I roughly calculated that based on the distance we walked, we should be more than ten miles away from Tianguangdong Village.
"Head, the road was blocked before. Did we go the wrong way? Why is it getting harder and harder to go?" Dou Sprout asked doubtfully.
He stood his head steady and sighed and said: "In this environment, how can we tell the right way from the wrong way? It would be more convenient if our Echo Duck is still there. That thing has been trained and knows where to go.
This illusion can help us lead the way."
Xiaoxuan picked up a rotten branch. She leaned on the wooden stick and said: "It's useless now. Didn't the duck lose it? And you said that we still need money to accompany people."
